John Cale And Lou Reed - Hello Its Me

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[A]Andy it's me, haven't s[E]een you in a while

[F#m]I wished I talked to you more w[D]hen you were alive

[A]I thought you were [C#m]self-assured [F#m]when you acted shy

Hello it's [Bm7]me    [E]

[A]I really miss you, [E]I really miss your mind

I [F#m7]haven't heard ideas like that in s[D]uch a long, long time

I l[A]oved to watch you [F#m]draw and watch you pa[E]int

But when I s[A]aw you last [F#m]     I turned awa[E]y

[A]When Billy Name was sick and l[E]ocked up in his room

You [F#m]asked me for some speed, I th[D]ough it was for you

I'm s[A]orry that I d[F#m]oubted your good h[E]eart

Things [A]always seem to [E]end before they s[E]tart

[A]Hello it's me, that was a g[E]reat gallery show

Your [F#m]cow wallpaper and your fl[D]oating silver pillows

I w[A]ish I paid more at[C#m]tention [F#m]when they laughed at you

Hello it's [Bm7]me    [E]

"Pop goes pop artist," the headline said
"Is shooting a put-on, is Warhol really dead?"
You get less time for stealing a car
I remember thinking as I heard my own record in a bar

They really hated you, now all that's changed
But I have some resentments that can never be unmade
You hit me where it hurt I didn't laugh
Your Diaries are not a worthy epitaph

Oh well now Andy - guess we've got to go
I hope some way somehow you like this little show
I know it's late in coming but it's the only way I know

Hello it's [Bm7]me - [E]goodnight Andy...

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[A]    Goodbye, Andy